In the midst of a hasty retreat, the somewhat disheveled Nangong Yi's face suddenly changed, as if a small mountain was pressing down on him, causing his speed to unexpectedly stall.

If he were at his peak state, with his Innate Realm Sixth Layer Peak strength, he could still endure the pressure. However, at this moment, during his hasty retreat, the sudden pressure made his body feel as if it were stuck in a quagmire.

In battles between experts, this moment can decide victory or defeat.

Swish!

Qin Yang was already only seven or eight meters away from Nangong Yi. At this moment, his figure swept through the air and arrived in front of Nangong Yi.

On Qin Yang's right foot, brilliant starlight burst forth, and he fiercely kicked towards Nangong Yi's chest.

Bang~!

Nangong Yi's face turned pale, and in a moment of crisis, he blocked with an arm in front of him. However, facing the foot as heavy as Mount Tai, he was still struck heavily, his figure flying backwards.

"What is that?"

Below the Martial Arts Arena, the disciples of the Nangong Clan looked at the suddenly appearing black light membrane in midair, their faces showing peculiar and surprised expressions.

Just as they revealed looks of surprise, a figure shot out from the black light membrane like a cannonball and landed heavily on the outskirts of the Martial Arts Arena.

Boom!!

On the hard stone ground, the stone slabs shattered, and a deep pit was formed where the figure landed.

"Puh."

In the pit, Nangong Yi's face was slightly pale, and he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his breath becoming somewhat weak.

"It's Brother Nangong Yi...!"

"Brother Nangong Yi lost?!"

"..."

The crowd around the Martial Arts Arena looked at the figure in the pit, their faces changing drastically in disbelief.

"Little Yi lost?"

Nangong Feiyang's gaze slightly darkened, his eyes looked towards Qin Yang in midair.

Even though Little Yi had consumed quite a bit of True Essence Power by previously performing the Ice Flame Lotus, the boy's attack was rather fierce, it shouldn't have been enough for him to lose so quickly.

Just what happened inside that black light membrane earlier?

Beside him, Nangong Huozhu's beautiful eyes also flashed with a gleam.

"Brother Yi actually lost? Lost?"

The previously unblinking Nangong Yunfeng watching the match had now turned extremely pale.

Nangong Yi was second only to Brother Feiyang among the Nangong Clan's prodigious disciples, his talents astonishing, making many of the Nangong Clan disciples look up to him, and now he actually lost!

Immediately, Nangong Yunfeng looked towards Qin Yang in midair, showing a hint of fear and a feeling of helplessness to surpass him.

Earlier, Qin Yang had only punched him off the Martial Arts Arena and spared him, otherwise, he would surely be severely injured now.

Nangong Feng and Nangong Chen exchanged glances, each sighing lightly, accepting the result. However, Nangong Haotian's face turned rather unsightly.

At this moment, Qin Yang, after kicking Nangong Yi to the ground, with a thought retracted the black light membrane, and with a gesture of his left hand, he retrieved the Ninefold Prison Peak back into the Spatial Storage Talisman.

"Cough, cough..."

In the pit, Nangong Yi coughed twice, stood up, his arrogant face looking terribly unsightly, veins bulging on the hand holding the White Rainbow Sword, his icy cold eyes glaring at Qin Yang in midair, clearly feeling extremely unwilling.

"Nangong Yi, you lost."

Qin Yang looked at Nangong Yi who stood up and spoke softly.

"You...!"

Nangong Yi, who was immensely proud, respected only Nangong Feiyang in the entire Nangong Clan. Even some elders did not match his strength. Now, defeated under Qin Yang's hands in front of everyone, Nangong Yi's heart was bleeding.

"Brother Feiyang, Nangong Yi must feel awful inside now, should you intervene?"

Nangong Huozhu whispered.

"Little Yi's strength is not much inferior to mine, even if I intervened, I might not necessarily win."

Hearing this, Nangong Feiyang slowly shook his head and said.

"Damn it, I actually lost to this kid..."

Nangong Yi's grip on the White Rainbow Sword tightened further, the Ice Elemental Power around him fluctuating violently, clearly still troubled by this block in his heart.

"Little Yi!"

Nangong Feiyang raised his brows, suddenly looked at Nangong Yi and shouted.

Nangong Yi obviously did not expect Nangong Feiyang to suddenly call him. At that moment, his gaze turned to Nangong Feiyang, for whom he still held deep respect.

"Little Yi, losing means losing. Fight again next time, gather your strength, strive to win. If we don't even have the courage to admit defeat, then our martial art path will only stagnate."

Nangong Feiyang looked at Nangong Yi and spoke solemnly.

Upon hearing these words, Nangong Yi's face froze, remained silent for a moment, his eyes flickered, and finally nodded heavily.

"Qin Yang, today's match, I Nangong Yi lost. If there is another opportunity in the future, we will fight again!"

Nangong Yi's gaze locked onto Qin Yang in midair, his posture straight as a sword, his arrogant expression undiminished, speaking in a deep voice.

"Okay."

Qin Yang nodded, readily agreeing, his eyes showing admiration as he glimpsed Nangong Feiyang and Nangong Yi, feeling a bit of appreciation in his heart.

No wonder they are the outstanding disciples of the Nangong Clan, it's evident that Nangong Feiyang and Nangong Yi both possess resolute mindsets.

Especially Nangong Feiyang, not only having astonishing talent, but also a steadfast mindset. Such a person will be outstanding, whether in the Ancient Martial Realm, Immortal Cultivation Realm, or any other field.

Swish!

Qin Yang's figure flickered, landing on the ground.

"Qin Yang, your strength is amazing, and your Daoist Techniques are truly impressive."

Elder Nangong Chen smiled and said.

"Elder Chen is too kind."

Qin Yang smiled slightly and said, then his gaze turned to Nangong Feng.

"Uncle Nangong, as we agreed earlier, I'll have free entry to the Vermilion Bird Flame Tower and access to the jade stones within. Besides, Zilan will cease learning Ancient Martial Arts and will join me on the same path. I will teach her Daoist Techniques."

Qin Yang addressed Nangong Feng.

"Okay, then I'll trouble you, Little Yang."

Nangong Feng smiled and nodded.

After the match ended, the disciples of the Nangong Clan dispersed to their training spots on the square, while Nangong Feng, Nangong Chen, and others also left.

Qin Yang took Zilan and headed towards the Vermilion Bird Flame Tower.

Within thirty meters of the tower's perimeter, the Defense Array still blocked the way, but it was solely aimed at Qin Yang.

Zilan easily entered the array without any hindrance to her steps, while Qin Yang drew out the Jade-handled Dragon Roar Sword, slashing the weaker parts of the light membrane, then performed runes before entering the array.

The two of them pushed open the tower door and entered the Vermilion Bird Flame Tower.

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